Enforcer's Handbook

"There is nothing permanent in this world."

Looking at Monica who was in crisis, Veronica sighed.

The plan has undergone a dramatic change. Originally, they were all worried about how to deal with the killers present, but now, Miss Monica herself seems to be overwhelmed.

"This is a very rational choice. The company pays them enough to spend the rest of their lives. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Zhuang Chi said.

The only question is whether they will eventually live to get that fee.

She had heard about the company's methods. These hired killers who were not direct descendants were often treated as "foot wraps" by them and thrown away after use. Whether they could save their own lives depended on how many secrets they came into contact with during the process.

In the end, Zhuang Chi said, "I didn't expect the Killer Organization to be an idealist. Disbanding the organization and helping them leave the Fourth District sounds like an unattractive condition."

On the other side, the confrontation between Monica and the killers is still going on.

The young man turned his gaze to the fat man next to him, and asked, "Troy, what do you say? We also counted you as a part of the company's remuneration. After all, if it wasn't for saving you, she wouldn't have been attracted here so easily... ...After the matter is done, we still need you to help us launder the money."

"I……"

Just as Troy was about to speak, the young man interrupted him and continued, "Maybe she will keep her promise and help you leave the fourth district, but what about after that? You are now the most wanted criminal of the Bureau of Investigation. No matter where you hide, they will They will find you sooner or later, using that 'Skynet' system."

Hearing this, Troy's face was a little gloomy.

He knew that what the young man said was true. He understood the power of the "Skynet" system better than others. Once the investigation bureau locked down their target, his every move would be exposed to surveillance.

"I do have a plan that's good for both of us."

The young man said, "Because of a previous entrustment, I happened to know a few 'outside' rebels, and they spoke highly of what we have done. If one day we are targeted by companies or intelligence agencies, they are willing to accept Let's think about it carefully, this reward is enough for us to leave the coalition government. Once we join the rebel army, no matter how capable the Bureau of Investigation is, they will have nothing to do with us... By the way, they just need someone like you who knows how to hack, You can get a good job there."

Unlike Troy, who was in a coma for a long time, they had more time to think about retreat.

When they heard the news of the death of the founder of Kolo Films, they had already started brewing this plan.

The young man has self-confidence. Compared with Monica's plan, their version sounds much more tempting, and the reason why he has to talk to Troy Fei so much is that there is a hacker who will make their escape process difficult. Much smoother.

"I see," Troy said. "You've been planning to do this from the beginning."

"So what? Only those who are good at calculating can survive in this world. This is what you once said."

"Are you so sure that the rebels didn't lie to you?"

"'Pluto', this is his promise to us."

The young man's tone could not hide his pride and excitement. This title is an existence at the same level as the tyrant Eschenwig. Their "outsiders" are spread all over the place, occupying more than four large cities. No department dared to provoke them easily.

89 million watts, this is the degree to which the coalition government fears the other side.

What they are doing at this moment is not just fleeing. They are serving under the leadership of the rebel army, and opportunities to make a difference abound.

"Why do I sound weird?"

Valian, who was watching from the shadows, whispered, "Did our bureau receive similar reports before?"

"Um."

Zhuang Chi was noncommittal.

The names of rebel leaders such as Tyrant Eschenwig and "Pluto" are the favorite names of fraud gangs, and they will receive similar reports from time to time, the most common of which is that liars claim to be cronies of these rebel leaders. Now being targeted by agents of the coalition government, they urgently need a sum of cash to help them escape the 17th district.

After the work is done, when they return to the headquarters of the rebel army, they will thank them several times the amount, and treat them as VIPs and personally invite them to the city of the rebel army.

The tricks are fairly old, but they've always been clever at exploiting people's greed and dissatisfaction with the Coalition and Corporations.

Of course, this kind of deception is useless once it encounters enthusiastic residents with a strong sense of justice.

For example, when their section chief heard that the crooks were cronies of the rebels, he immediately lured them to the vicinity of the law enforcement department under the pretext of withdrawing money, and arrested them on the spot.

"When it comes to deception, no one should be better than the section chief."

Luo Jie was filled with emotions. In front of the section chief, even the professional fraud gangs in the 17th District were deceived. "It would be great if the section chief was here. He should spread the knowledge of fraud for these young people."

"...Your life is really rich and colorful."

Veronica was distracted by the conversation of several people. Thinking about it carefully, she has been well protected by her parents since she was a child, and she has never encountered a real liar in her life.

"This kind of deception is too common in the Seventeenth District, and there are more advanced deceptions than this."

"More advanced?"

"It's also pretending to be a rebel army. After tricking them out, they first squeeze out all their money, and then force them to do hard work. Those who disobey will be stabbed, and every part of their body will eventually become a commodity and be auctioned."

Before being transferred to the Propaganda Section, Zhuang Chi had to deal with the documents and files in the bureau every day. The 'outside' has done the hard work."

The killers, who hadn't thought about being deceived at all, seemed to finally convince Troy with a lure.

Troy's eyes kept flickering, and it seemed that he was still struggling in his heart.

Seeing this, the young man added fire, pretending to be relaxed and said, "You can also refuse us, the company didn't name you, and we won't make it difficult for you because of our friendship over the years. As for whether you can It depends on your own ability to escape the investigation bureau's search."

Monica has remained silent and does not defend herself.

She noticed Troy's dodgy eyes, waiting for what seemed to be a doomed outcome.

But no matter what, she had to hear Troy's final answer with her own ears.

"I'll make one final confirmation."

After an unknown amount of time, Troy broke the silence.

This standoff has gone on for far too long, the sky in Sector 4 has turned pale, and everyone present knows their time is running out.

"You have contacted the subordinates of "Pluto", and they will welcome us."

"Troy, don't hesitate anymore, your ability should shine on a higher stage."

It's a symbolic question, but in fact everyone knows Troy's choice.

Troy took one last look at Monica, "Boss, this may be the last time I'll call you that, but nothing stays the same in this world. People are like this, companies are like this, and organizations are no exception."

As the scale grows, the nature of this organization has quietly changed.

In fact, he has always known that assassinating the founder of Colo Films is no longer the main goal of the organization. Everyone has their own considerations, and the website has become a tool for profit.

"Troy, it's time to make a choice."

The young man opened his arms towards him, welcoming this "old friend" to join him.

"I reject."

Everyone, including Monica, was stunned by the sonorous tone, and Troy took out an object from the inside pocket of his clothes, "Thanks to your rambunctious Rory just now, I have Enough time, just now, I have uploaded all of your personal information to the Internet, not just the Bureau of Investigation, any intelligence department of the coalition government can easily lock your information."

"Troy, you—"

"Troy, you—"

Monica and the young man said the same thing, but they had completely different moods.

"Maybe you can escape from this factory, but I can guarantee that you will never escape from the territory of the coalition government. Your personal accounts will be frozen in a short time. It is time for you to reconsider your next retreat."

"Kill him to death!"

Even without the young man giving orders, the laser red dot was already aimed at Troy's forehead.

The sniper who had ambushed here in advance was naturally one of the targets of Troy.

Before Troy could speak again, the sniper pressed the trigger with resentment.

However, the gunshot was quickly overwhelmed by the thunder that pierced through the air, and a rainstorm without any warning swept across the entire fourth district in an instant. People are covered with thick and viscous objects.

It was heavier and more sticky than rain, and for a while there was a sweet smell in the air.

"This is...cream? The heavens are pouring cream!"

The "antenna" on the top of Zhuang Chi's head stood up, and she used her index finger to stick some objects stuck to her hair reflexively, put it in her mouth and tasted it.

The sweet smell was so tempting that she couldn't help but want to take a sip, and she even subconsciously ignored that these substances might be highly toxic.

Immediately afterwards, they discovered a more serious problem-the sudden rain of cream quickly flooded their legs, and the strong stickiness made them unable to move an inch.

Not only them, but everyone in the open space of the factory was flooded by the rain. The young man and others were firmly stuck in place by the cream, and could only shout impotently and furiously.

Amidst the yelling, they also saw an even more unbelievable scene.

In addition to the cream rain, an object like a sled was hung on a parachute and slowly landed in front of Monica. The latter's palm on the surface of the cream softened the objects around him, opening a path for himself to reach the sled. Before the sled started, she dragged Troy up, who was still in a dazed state.

The sled seems to have been endowed with magic, and started sailing on this ocean of cream in violation of the laws of physics.

Today is not Christmas!

This is not a fairy tale world!

Even though the young man's eyes widened and his heart was full of unwillingness, he couldn't stop the sledge from going away.

Everyone was trapped in the open space of the abandoned factory, and the entire Fourth District came to a standstill due to the sudden rain.

Pedestrians and vehicles on the road stopped at this moment.

"This ability... I have encountered it before!"

Veronica blurted out.

After she slipped and fell in the coffee shop, a row of chirping birds appeared on her head, which seemed to be the effect of the opponent's ability.

It's just that now, it seems that this ability is far more terrifying than what she realizes.

She had heard her parents say that counterintelligence, regardless of capability, had a range big enough to cover a city block and it was considered a danger by counterintelligence, and this rain of cream had easily covered the entire Fourth District, using only In just a few minutes, the whole city put on a white "coat".

This is a psychic who has never been recorded in the Coalition Government Manual of Psychic Abilities.

After the Dark Ages, psychic users of this level should have disappeared long ago.

It's just that the companions around her were not overwhelmed by the sense of crisis at all. Veronica heard the communication between the three.

"Try it quickly, this is really delicious."

"The taste is almost as good as the cake made by the section chief."

"Ah, I suddenly want to eat the meal made by the section chief."

...

"You three!"

Veronica intervened in the conversation between the three, "These creams are products of spiritual energy, can you eat them casually!"

"able."

"ha?"

Zhuang Chi, an authoritative person, answered Veronica's question, "A few months ago, there was a similar cream rain in the 17th District, and colleagues from the Laboratory Department of the Bureau went to the scene to extract samples for further analysis. The test results show that it is non-toxic and harmless, and the ingredients are almost exactly the same as the cream."

"Even so, how do you know that there are no hidden substances harmful to the human body?"

"Because Valian and I stole...cough, I personally went to the Laboratory Department to appraise the test results. Since we have been trapped by the cream and can't move, we might as well enjoy the moment and wait for rescue. Roger and I have been staying in the hospital tonight." Watching the wind in your rented RV without eating anything."

As he said that, Zhuang Chi calmly pointed to the figure struggling in the cream in the distance.

That was Mentor Shaw Grant.

He also followed the traces left by Monica and others all the way here. His slow speed with fully opened prosthetic body made Zhuang Chi quickly make a judgment, "Even the five-star rescuers are so difficult, Why should we make things difficult for ourselves? Anyway, those killers are also trapped and unable to escape."

The hardness of these creams is very strange.

It is sweet and soft when it is eaten into the mouth, but Shaw Grant needs to cut with heat energy to open a path in this "ocean".

"you--"

Veronica's mouth, which was opened in a panic, soon became silent, because Zhuang Chi quickly stuffed the cream into her mouth before she could speak.

"I know you are in a hurry, but the section chief said that everything should be done step by step."

She glanced at the direction where Monica disappeared, "Although I don't know who is responsible for this rain of cream, but if you catch up now, it's no different from seeking your own death."

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Thanks to Nanxi Lisao for donating 100 starting coins! (The number of words in the small theater is too many to fit, and there is no extra charge for this part)

Small theater its two hundred and thirty-two:

On a certain day of a certain year, Monday, evening

"Yes, as expected of a professional fraudster."

As soon as Lu Xiang returned home, she highly praised Song Lan's work. She tried many methods but failed to change Little Yelu's mind. Serial killer jobs.

It has to be Dumbbird.

"Huh? Why do you look sad?"

"This little girl is really tricky!"

In order for Ye Lu to give up the idea of ​​leaving home, he really paid too much.

Now Yelu has confirmed that he was an "expert in cannibalism" in the past, and has also found decisive evidence-how do you know that people in big cities don't eat food if you haven't eaten it?

Song Lan thought that this matter would end there, but Ye Lu was so excited to talk about it with her sisters of the dead angels who were still in the church.

He has been asked successively "what is the taste of people in big cities", "what kind of seasoning should be used", such terrible questions that may cause him to be caught in the police station for investigation at any time.

Moreover, Yelu, the little black leader, has learned the skills of spreading rumors without a teacher.

Now the angels of death in the church all believe that "Hannibal" is based on him.

"I need a week off to make up for my mental damage."

"no problem."

"Huh? Old Lu, why are you suddenly so talkative today?"

"It just so happens that I'm taking a break too, let's watch dramas together, I just found one I want to watch."

"...What drama?"

Song Lan suddenly felt ominous.

"Hannibal."